The war is over and peace has come. That's what people everywhere believed anyway.

People never questioned the origins of present peace. They never cared of those who were sacrificed for it to be obtained.

Well then, what happens when the sacrificial pawns of peace return? What do we do to restore it. But even more, what happens if they shatter all before them.

Ryuga Xicor, a boy who was sealed in Netherworld for thousands of years returns. He had lost all in the far flung past. And now breaks free from his seals.

He destroys all that blocks his path. But one question remains.

Where did he get his power? More so, how did he become a living, cunning disaster?  

He was known as the kindest prodigy after all.

Ryuga thrusted his hand into Franklin's chest forcing him down. Franklin looked at him surprised as he slowly fell to his knees. He couldn't feel his body and his strength was slowly leaving him as if it was being drained.


He coughed a few times, gripping hold of Ryuga's arm but he felt like he was moving a still pillar in the ground. "But… why? Master ..Ryuga." he looked at him with pleading eyes.


"When the time comes, you will understand it all." Ryuga answered plainly. Franklin closed his and lost consciousness. Ryuga pulled out his hand, letting fall to the ground. "I really hate having to use force. Now my hand will stink of blood." Ryuga complained with a sigh.


He casted <Igneus>and his forearm was engulfed by blue flames. The flames burned out and the top layer of his skin was burned. The wound healed without a trace. He drew a magic circle on his chest and a purple sphere radiating with power inside came out of him.


Chapter 51 - His Mission